read da rules...dumb ass...thats copy an pasted from bitchslapped

ne wayz....

yo chek it...

mmm....
Yo used a hard actin: hard minded: soft rappin, nigga who thought he could//
Ya ryhmes wouldnt make a splash on conrcete, while mine soak n soften wood//
frontin wit me witta a bitch 10 line battle like u aint got nuttin else-ta say//
let da gun fire spray, dese lyrics i play, bend on knees-weak-nigga-u-commense ta pray//

how?...

12 vics wit a few dik rides slippin each inside turnin round to da desired position in wich u like//
but ya never creep solid formation when a real c steps up ta da mic//
ya no-show like a newbie wit out da will ta fight//
Evil an ya name claimin solo, dun get it all i ever see be a band of voters hind u//
Got no crew, thats cus yo peeps u got aint got no skills to format dis for u//

uh-oh.....

Frantic mindset ur in fleeing in ur Dome but ur lyrics deep in quicksand//
Carsonjet punchin hard, aint tha prob,true intentioned misscle's bout to land//
hand in hand...batch of newbie wanna be homie groupies//
9 outta 10 rejected at R rated movies//
Still considerin ur self elite//
be like me considerin u came wit an intent ta defeat//
shits to deep, boggled up strangled an entangled from my verse i spit//
Wonderin how u gonna no-show again to an emcee who persistancy wont quit//

silencer......

I hit u up like im hitler witta deep hatred for fo ya supreme race//
defaced, but still able to rap in dis game so i mus exodite a parlimentry oder to re-erase//
But it ainst jus u, ya homey femcee votin crew too//
Like gen-cide, one swift emcee order i destroy all-of-jews//(u's)

Waivin good-bye...

Battlin me, ya wake up see dis, make ya wanna hit da snooze//
But bitch, take it like a true C an exept when ya finna Lose//

Next......//